//i might move on from this account.

Andreas, in his anger, has kicked the head off a dummy-- and only stops to breathe when the pixelated digital blood has stopped flowing. Why the dummies have blood is still beyond his reckoning, but whatever. He staggers back, huffing-- and notices Wade. "... Yeah..?"

[ Playing with the READER's hair. ]

ah, okay, that explains it-

[ A soft rumble in his chest... He's purring, content to continue this for as long as Kieran will let him. ] mm... i like doing it, so, good.

[ That makes him smile... Another reason to keep doing it, huh? He's very gentle. ] ... is this okay? i uh, just kinda didn't know how to stop, haha. but i can.

yawn.

i am placing blocks and shit.

yes. :)

... He's extremely happy to know that's touched someone-- anyone, really-- that he loves. Andreas has always tried his best to show others his best side, because it's what they all deserve. This all gets him a wide, sunny smile!

you fight like hell, not because you have to, but because it’s in your blood.

//what emotionally destroys me about this is that andreas would INSTANTLY find five millions ways to make it his own fault 💔💔💔 so ur spot on goddamn-- also AHHGHG

[ Offering a SINGLE piece of popcorn to the READER; not the whole bowl, he's curious how they'll respond. ]

'i'm pregnant' congrats or condolences..? unsure--